Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

Xiao Yining looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, actually carrying a ruler with him. Her mouth pursed, a storm brewed in her eyes, and a deafening cry suddenly rang out.

Wan Niang was so distressed that she immediately glared at Lin Yuzan and said, "Why did you hit her? She is still a child."

"..." Lin Yuzan touched his nose uncomfortably. He was used to being a teacher and unconsciously used the methods learned in class.

Wan Niang touched her daughter's red and hot palm, glared at her husband again, and lowered the wooden window to lock Lin Yuzan outside.

Lin Yuzan often beat the naughty children in the clan school, and he was careful when beating them, which was painful but also allowed them to hold a pen and write, so that they would not fall behind in their studies. However, he beat little Yining a little too hard, and the next day she asked Wanniang to find a small piece of cloth for her to tie her little hand to her chest, saying that her hand hurt and she couldn't let it touch anything.

Lin Yuzan's eyelids twitched when he saw his daughter's bratty behavior, especially when she told Hu Ge'er that he was the one who beat her, and Wan Niang glared at her several times. He looked at his wife flatteringly and said, "The third child of the clan school is going to the town to buy and sell things today. Do you have anything to bring?"

Before Wan Niang could say anything, little Yining, who had very good hearing, suddenly felt no more pain in his hand, and was no longer whining. He quickly ran to Lin Yuzan and hugged his legs tightly, and began to act coquettishly and cutely, "Daddy... I want to eat."

"……,good."

It turned out to be a pig spirit possessed.

Lin Yuzan looked at his wife again, but Wanniang still ignored him.

“……”He has such a bad temper, even worse than a child.

He reached into his sleeve, took out a peach wood hairpin and inserted it into Wan Niang's hair, and warned her, "Don't go to the mountain today. Qing Jie was lucky that nothing happened yesterday, but you have to be careful that the child might take Qing Jie away."

Wan Niang nodded with a red face.

Lin Yuzan ruthlessly pulled his daughter's hand away and took Hu Ge'er, who had come to the house, to the clan school.

Xiao Yining looked at them enviously as they left.

She is not envious of going to school, she just wants to go out for a walk. She is locked up at home every day, and she can't go out unless her mother goes out. Here she specially sings a modern pop song "Little Cabbage"

Little Yining kicked the pebbles out of boredom, while Wanniang sat in the yard teaching Lanhua how to embroider. Wanniang's embroidery skills were top-notch, and her uncle's grandmother was very jealous, because it was a skill that could make money, so she sent her daughter-in-law to learn.

Generally speaking, money-making skills are not easy to teach.

Wanniang only taught because her husband agreed, and she has been teaching for more than a year. Lanhua is not talented, and she has not learned even one-tenth of Wanniang's skills, but it is enough to make money.

The time traveler No. 3 that Xiao Yining met yesterday was hiding in a tree not far from her house and secretly observing them. He had new scars on his body and was bleeding, but he didn't care at all. He just frowned and stared at the little girl's straps, with one small hand hanging on his chest.

I didn't expect to get beaten. These ancient people were so cruel to girls, they didn't even let them go when they were so young.

Xiao Yining doesn't know that her behavior can cause misunderstandings among others. She is still worried about her future and doesn't know whether her father can make the class leap and let her live a good life.

At this moment, she heard a sound like a mouse. She turned around and saw a toe appear in the corner of the firewood pile.

"..."

Then she saw a dirty hand with fingers curled up and holding the purse she had given away, waving it behind the pile of firewood.

Little Yining turned around to look at her mother, who was concentrating on embroidering flowers, so she quietly moved over.

"Hey, poor little girl." The little boy looked at her with narrowed eyes.

Who is pitiful?

Little Yining hid behind the firewood and looked at the time traveler number three timidly.

"Did you get beaten?" the little boy asked knowingly.

"Little brother, is there something wrong?" Xiao Yining asked knowingly.

"Hehehe, I knew you would get beaten." The little boy tossed the purse in his hand and handed it to Xiao Yining. "Here, don't give money to others carelessly next time."

Xiao Yining was stunned for a moment, and took a step back. "Look at your brother's injury, you are injured."

Is this person stupid? Although the money she gave was not much, even if she couldn't buy much medicine, she could buy some food to fill her stomach. She looked so skinny, she really didn't take her body seriously. She knew how to live well when she occupied someone else's body, being someone else's beloved daughter. If she was lucky, she would live a long life and be filial to her parents. If she was unlucky, she would die early, leaving them with nothing but white hair.

Leng Yi looked at this tiny little ancient girl and smiled, then repeated what he said yesterday, "This is not my body, why are you healing it?"

"It's your body." Xiao Yining replied.

"It's your body, brother. It's going to hurt."

Leng Yi scratched his head, not knowing how to explain that he had traveled through time after death. Hell was his destination, not this body, although he would still feel pain.

Xiao Yining's little hand fumbled around on her body for a while and stuffed the newly acquired five cents into his hand. "Little brother, take this to see a doctor."

"You don't have to give it to me. Your parents will definitely beat you up when they find out. This is ancient times and it's not good for girls."

Little Yining wanted to roll her eyes when she heard this. If her mother hadn’t been nearby, she might have even cursed at her.

Maintaining a persona is exhausting, okay? This gentleman, please don't play up the Chinese gift-giving tradition of pushing three times before accepting something.

"What are you doing?" A cold voice sounded at this time.

When Xiao Yining heard the familiar voice, she quickly turned around and saw her uncle, whom she had only met once, appearing behind her. He looked at the two of them with cold eyes, or to be more precise, at the dirty boy in front of her.

Xiao Yining: It’s over, it’s over!

No one knew when the second uncle Wang Lin appeared behind Leng Yi silently, and with a ferocious face he picked up Leng Yi's modified Syrian-style underwear.

Leng Yi had been in this world for more than two months, and had been living on the experience of his previous life. If he had not met Xiao Yining, he would have died long ago. The clothes on his body had been exposed to the wind and rain with him, and had already reached their limit. When Wang Lin lifted them up, they died with a crackling sound.

Leng Yi fell to the ground suddenly. Before he could regret not being alert enough, he heard a baby voice.

"My brother's butt was bitten by a bug."

Wang Lin: …

Wang Cheng: …

Leng Yi: ...